There's a hundred things
I wanted to say
But I didn't
I thought I'd ruin everything again
Though I'm the one who's hurting
I won't say it out loud
I know this feeling is all mine
Heart on my sleeve 24/7
Wish I could hide it better
Counting to three
'Till I say I'm upset
Tears on my eyes
When you answer my text
Call me silly, call me fool
Even if the wrong is you
I apologize
Cause I feel too much
You don't even mind
You don't want to touch
My broken sharped heart
That's art
When I meet someone new i can't show
Who I really am
My anxiety kills me everytime
It's like an invisible hand
Around my neck
It's hurts to know that I can't change
A part of me I can't erase
Seems that there's nothing bigger than my mistakes
Counting to three
'Till I say I'm upset
Tears on my eyes
When you answer my text
Call me silly, call me fool
Even if the wrong is you
I apologize
Cause I feel too much
You don't even mind
You don't want to touch
My broken sharped heart
That's art
That's growing
No one else is inside my head
No one feels what's in my chest
Day by day I try to pretend
Wondering when this pains will have an end
Counting to three
'Till I say I'm upset
Tears on my eyes
When you answer my text
Call me silly, call me fool
Even if the wrong is you
I apologize
Cause I feel too much
You don't even mind
You don't want to touch
My broken sharped heart
That's art
That's growing
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